Escape (2)
As I opened the pouch, I was greeted by the sight of various supplies neatly organized within. Despite its small size, the interior space was considerably larger, though still limited by its low quality.
Unlike higher-tier space artifacts where time stood still, this one only provided a slowed temporal effect. It wasn't perfect, but it was invaluable for now.
I quickly inventoried the contents: dried food, a waterskin, some medical supplies, a few changes of clothes, and a small bundle of essential tools. I had been regularly resupplying the pouch, ensuring it was always ready for a time like this.
I swapped out my current clothes for the set hidden within the pouch, opting for a simple, nondescript outfit that would help me blend in once I left the forest. As I changed, I couldn't help but reflect on the irony.
'What do they say? Desperate times call for desperate measures.'